I've had a frustrating, albeit, successful day of retirement. As a great man once said, "Busy, busy, busy!" The frustration came mainly from my interactions with Home Depot and their lack of product. When you buy a grass trimmer from a store, is it not reasonable to expect this store to have the replacement spool you need when you inevitably run our of cord? But no... I have to buy the cord by itself and wind it into the exciting spool that I have. I don't know about you, but I have had very little success with that whole situation in the past. I prefer to buy the pre-wound spools, which cost more but fuck it's only a couple of bucks, so what's the big whoop? Perhaps when you buy a new grass trimmer, a person should buy a life-time supply of spools? Oh, sure, it would cost you a lot but then the store would have your money and not have to worry (like they do..) about you not being able to provide the correct spool for you. What a fucking gong show...
My real frustration came at a red light. Go figure... I was turning west onto Wye Road from Rona and I was facing a car with a women, who was looking down (the universal sign for I am texting someone, or I am reading a text or email from my electronic device). She was not signalling. The light changed and two cars beside her came straight through and I waited while she navel gazed or whatever. Suddenly she looked up and went. She put on her signal light on and turned left, right in front of me as I had moved out to make my left turn. I sat there with my thumb up my rear end, not knowing what to do. She continued on merrily on her way, completely unaware of what a fucking retard she was.
That is why driving in Sherwood Park is is the bane of my existence ...
I see there is going to be major coverage of the European Soccer Championship. I can't fucking wait. About six months ago, in the dentists office, whilst waiting for my mother-in-law (see what a good son-in-law I am), I wrote all the things about soccer that drove me fucking crazy. I have a very, very long list. So for this spectacular soccer event, I think I will share my thoughts on a regular basis. Soccer really is the stupidest sport in the world and needs to be exposed for its stupidness. I will give you a little pre-tournament sampling of why soccer sucks:
No sport worth anything would call its exhibition games 'friendlies'. What a fucking stupid name. Friendlies? Please... Ohhhhh, Ireland and England are playing a friendly. L - A - M - E
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